"They say you fall in love with the most unexpected person at the most unexpected time."
Andrea Rutledge and her blonde best friend, the best duo in OBX, what happens when during there adventure to find the Gold they realized maybe they aren't just...
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"I am so sorry." Kiara apologizes softly, squeezing my hand. I drop my head on her shoulder.
"It's all over."
"My dad dead and we have nothing... wards right even if wanted to get the gold out before he did we don't know how." I say. John B was sitting with his knees up to his chest on the floor dazing into the empty air . "But that can't be it, we have to do something."
"There isn't our dads dead." John B mumbles.
"That too." I nod looking off the the distance, crying into my brothers arms dried up my tears so much that I think now I was just numb.
"It's not like I expected a happy ending or anything." My brother said, he rips his cast off his hand tossing it too the side, "John B." Kiara warns.
"What kie! It's a hairline fracture. Who cares?"
I leaned off the edge of the deck with my head on JJ shoulders. "You should care. Your arms gonna be messed up for life." Kiara says. I nod in agreement as JJ passes me the blunt that we'd been smoking on for the past couple of minutes, I couldn't handle my emotions sober so the only way I'd feel slightly better is if I smoked something so here we are. I take a puff and blow it outward, starring at the nothingness in front of me. "hey" I turn my head. "You alright?" JJ asks me.
I shake my head No "but you just being here is making it better." I said in a whisper and lean my head back on his shoulder.
"Guys! Oh! Oh! Oh, God. I ran all the way here." Pope panted, I crank my neck looking at the boy dripping in sweat. "What happened to your interview?"
He leans on his knees shaking his head. "Don't ask."
"JB. Andie. Look, I'm sorry about everything." He apologies breathlessly.
"It's fine."
"Don't bout it P," I mumble carelessly. "But—but I don't have enough time and I have information that is tactically relevant." He heavily breatheh and started to rabble. "So, before I had my interview, my dad said he was going to the private airship to cut palms for Cameron's big plane because it was too big to take off," he says, I watched the boy closely. He was pacing now, "so im there sitting in my interview thinking to myself, hm why would cameron need a long airstrip to take off?"
John B sits up and by the looks of his facial expression he was piecing it all together.
"What could be so heavy it weighs it down?"
All of us were now invested and was peering over at him to listen to him talk, "The gold," JJ mutters. Pope point at him enthusiastically, "exactly!"
I turn my full attention to the boy. "Guys tonight is is our chance, but it leaves tonight and we have to go."
